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The Pressure Cooker

Today I saw a little rubber ball rolling through a wooden labyrinth which had many doorways leading off the corridor in which it rolled. As it rolled down the sloping floor toward the next closest opening in the wall, as soon as the ball reached the opening a door would suddenly slam shut and bounce the little ball over to the far side against the other wall. There it would continue to roll downward until it hit an opening on that side, but again as soon as the ball reached the opening, a door would slam shut sending the ball back to the other side once more.

Each time the ball had a door slammed on it, pressure would increase inside the ball and the ball became bigger. The corridor in which the ball rolled, appeared to have many doorways leading off of it but there were no turns, it only went straight. Eventually enough doors slammed closed on the ball and it grew under such pressure that the ball took up the whole width of the corridor and no longer moved from side to side.

At that point, the ball was suddenly lifted by a hidden panel in the floor and brought high up to a mountain top tower. It looked as thought it should burst but instead, the floor panel lifted the over-inflated ball and placed it on very top of the tower.

Angels then appeared all around the ball and started singing toward the ball. The inside of the ball then began to glow and after a few moments the ball was transformed into a brilliant light which lit up the entire surrounding country. Dusk fell and darkness tried to cover everything but the ball provided so much light that the sun was not even missed.

 

Little Toy Track

chair7I saw a picture of you as a much younger child who has just opened a door and seen a huge amazing miniature electric slot car race track. The room in front of him is enormous and the entire thing is filled with one single race track that twists and winds in countless turns. Some of the track is stacked to move over top of track and some descends and moves around underneath track but in the entire room there is never more than 1 to 2 feet of straight track.

The smile on your face goes from ear to ear and you sit down and pick up a control and the car in front of you starts to race as you squeeze the trigger. Immediately the car hits the first turn and flips off the track.

I see an older man who smiles and walks over to the car and picks it up and places it back on the track. You thank him and squeeze the trigger again but the car simply moves another foot and flips of the next turn.

The man continues to smile and patiently replaces the car once more for you and again you are ready to play.

This pattern repeats and repeats while you continue trying to play with it but your frustration disappointment and discouragement build with each crash. However the smile and the patience of the old gentleman never changes. Each time the car jumps the track he replaces it patiently. Strangely, no matter where the car leaves the track, the old man is always able to reach it easily.

Finally your frustration and anger with the car are overwhelming and you throw the control down, and rest your upset face in both hands as you lean on your elbows at the table where the track begins. Then the old man walks over beside you and picks up the controller. He places it back in your hand but puts his finger on the trigger and covers it with yours.

You squeeze the trigger again but his finger won’t move as far as the trigger was moving before. It almost feels like it isn’t moving at all but you look up and see the car is now moving on the racetrack fairly well.

A look of delight radiates across your face and you beam with excitement. The man isn’t looking at the car though, he is watching you intently with a very big smile on his face now. Then he touches your shoulder and very slowly takes the controller with his other hand. He then places it very slowly into your hand, removing his own finger from the trigger. As he removes his hands from yours, he pats the back of your hand and then places one arm over your shoulders.

From then on you both watch with contentment as the car races around the track slightly slower but never falling off again.

The King’s Request

chair4Your view begins from a very high place and descends slowly over a town just after daybreak. There is a building with round windows in the attic and tall narrow ones further down, one of which becomes the gateway through which you peer and see an abandoned moving scene, covered in dust. Inside you know the place and have been here several times during your childhood… it was a place you loved but something happened in the building which shut the door suddenly to your potential and you frantically packed all those things away in boxes but they were never moved from the old mansion.

Today as you peer in you see that the entire place is now empty except for those boxes which were forgotten… and they occupy most of the second floor bedroom into which you are looking. As you watch, a demolition ball swings through and crushes one side of the house, destroying that side’s entire wall. You wave your arms to stop the operation but look around in wonder as you don’t see who is operating the wrecking ball.

Then freezing rain begins and covers everything in ice and the wrecking ball stops swinging. You move around the side and enter the building on the second floor to retrieve the boxes. When you try to lift one you discover they are immovable. It is like they are steel boxes welded to the floor. So you begin to open one and as you do you are startled by a loud noise coming from the inside of the box. When you stop, the sound stops. You continue and this time the noise returns with light coming from inside. When you finally open the box fully, something powerful and radiant rushes from the box and enters your chest, filling you up with confidence and removing fear. Looking around you pick out the next box you intend to open.

Then a King appears… but he is dressed in everyday clothes. He approaches you and requests that you locate a box marked “S13” and when you find it, remove it from the building and keep it for him to pick up later. He asks you not to open the box though. Then he disappears.

You rush around looking for the special package but cannot find it so you return to opening the ones there. Curiosity burns inside you though and you cannot stop thinking about “S13”. Each box you open opens with terrifying noises but also with brilliant light and each one releases something more powerful than the box before. Every one of them release their power into your core and with each experience, your ability to overcome the curiosity is increased. As you open the final box, there is no sound or light. Inside you find a smaller box, wrapped in brown paper, with a rubber stamped label that reads “S13, upon royal decree.”

You remove the box, look around the room and without so much as a thought of the contents of S13, you leave. You have rescued your inner strength and retrieved a treasure for the King and have quietly accepted the duty of guarding its contents without the need to know what is inside.

When the King finds you later, he is dressed regally and you present him with his box. He opens it, removes a crown and places it on his head. With his first decree, he places you in charge of his entire kingdom and then reaching back into the box, removes a signet ring and places it on your finger.

Lost in a Wilderness

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Lonely mountains growing in a rocky wilderness rise up on all sides of a sullen orphan boy as he wanders aimlessly on a path through the dreariness. Everywhere he looks there are signs he has seen before and come to acknowledge as confirmations that he will always be lost.

But as the picture moves back and a larger view is shown, there is a harlequin using marionette paddles and strings to lift rocks and barriers into place all around this child. Behind the harlequin is a room full of brilliant gold items and stunning gemstones… but they are all hidden by the mountains and rocks the harlequin is moving around.

As the boy moves toward a brighter spot in the wilderness, the sinister puppeteer realizes the sheen from the gold and gems are illuminating part of the boy’s path so he takes one hand and spreads out his trench coat to cover the treasure’s light and stop it from shining on the despairing child’s false world.

Then a Hawk appears in the sky and begins circling the boy over the rocky scene. The harlequin shows frustration at its presence but is too busy working the marionette sticks to engage the hawk… although he tries with futility by waving the corners of his elbows in its direction. The hawk starts to swoop down around the boy who confuses this ally to be yet another dart in the barrage of discouragement, but the hawk is only after drawing the child’s attention. It lands on a large boulder directly in front of the boy and stares intently at him. Then when the child has lifted his gaze to question the strange countenance of the bird, the hawk suddenly grows 3 sizes and, digging its talons into the stone like it was paper mache, it takes off carrying the stone with it.

The harlequin is furious as the stone has left a gaping hole in the discouraging scene he has worked so hard to create but the boy is riveted at the treasure he sees through the new portal.

As he looks, the harlequin quickly pulls several strings and a bush, thick and thorny grows up before his eyes and covers the hole’s access entirely.

The hawk swoops down again to gain the boy’s attention and once it has his attention, the bird dive bombs another rock sending it hurling; again the rock resembles something ridiculously light, but it also exposes another hole. Before the hawk flies off this time, it grabs a bush some distance away from the stone it just smashed and now the boy is astonished seeing two holes in the firmament.

While the child begins running toward one of the holes, the harlequin – now furious – throws one of the marionette controls at the bird but this only results in 5 more holes showing up before the child and the boy slows his running down to peer into the new portals. He realizes quickly that all holes a showing him different angles of the same picture and for the first time he looks up and sees the deceptive puppeteer. With a questioning glance at the hawk the boy receives unspoken encouragement from the bird’s eyes and the child begins yelling accusations of protests at the harlequin who shrieks, turns and begins running. As he flees, the strings of all his scenery now reveal that they are attached to various parts of his body. With the flight of the deceptor goes all traces of the false wilderness the boy once found himself in. The child rushes in to the midst of all the jewels, gold and innumerable treasures making a dash for the one item that captures his heart: a gold and sapphire set of curved stairs leading to the highest point in the radiant scene. Running to the top, he stands boldly and holds out his hand toward the hawk… with the biggest smile spread wide upon the face of the child who once had no hope.

Flying away, the hawk finally calls back, speaking for the first time “Do not look to me, but to Him from whom I was sent.